Tuesday, August 25, 2020

Filling the cup


First
sunrise
Then
the canopy 
of summer leaves
like a river of green
flowing through the city
Then 
food savored
and words 
sincerely meant
Then
the fatigue
that comes with effort
not anxiety
from moving
not standing still
Finally
blue sky
and flowers
The drone of cicadas
a drowsy sound
a peaceful
litany


 

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